Friday, August 14, 2009
HistoryShots
HistoryShots creates high-quality information graphics that provide context to interesting subjects, time periods and events. I have seen a couple and they are very interesting.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Vintage Value
I could spend not hours but days, weeks on 1stDibs! A place for the most beautiful things on Earth, and they might be right. Found some delicious things there today. Torso Vintages, The Finest Vintage Fashion.

Modern Handbag

A striped exotic woods ring by designer Catherine Noll from an important private collection. Catherine Noll was the grand-daughter of furniture designer and sculptor Alexandre Noll. Fortunately, just my size.

RARE vintage is the new premier destination for museum quality collectible and wearable vintage couture and frivolités in New York. And the blog.

Modern Handbag

A striped exotic woods ring by designer Catherine Noll from an important private collection. Catherine Noll was the grand-daughter of furniture designer and sculptor Alexandre Noll. Fortunately, just my size.

RARE vintage is the new premier destination for museum quality collectible and wearable vintage couture and frivolités in New York. And the blog.
Mark Mulroney
I love the muted colors, interesting shapes of this art by Mark Mulroney.
Flying Lanterns
I haven't forgotten ... I am still going to buy some of thiese Flying lanterns, some also available here at Flying Chinese Lanterns.
Hitting The Target
I LOVE this image I found on the NYT piece, The House Next Door, "Mr. Coupland, who was an artist before his writing career took off, has created an open floor plan that showcases his art and reflects his inventive point of view. "The house, to me, is all about modularity and building kits," he said, referring to the vintage building kits that he collects. Here, he applies white Lego building blocks to a post in an upstairs gallery space, where his "Target Stack" installation hangs on a wall.". Please, Mr. Coupland, could I live next door to you?

T-Shirt Design Mockup Templates
I have made plenty of these on my own, but was thrilled to find this huge collection of T-Shirt design mock-up templates on Spoon Graphics.
Business Card Designs
45 creative business card designs and 36 beautiful business card designs at Dzine Blog.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I Love Graphics!
I love graphics! and so do I! Via my S-I-L. xoxoxo. Make sure you see the Japanese mini-vans, smaller is better.
Looking Into The Past
Mom and I had fun searching places we have lived in the past via Google Maps the other night. (near Mosta Dome) Malta, (Aberdeen, Rait, Dundee) Scotland, (Pori) Finland, looking for our Aunt Erin's house in Alvarado, Texas. It always takes my breathe away to see the detail from satellite photos. We found most of the houses or areas. I think they tore down my aunts house in Alvarado. ;(
Claverhouse (Dundee, Scotland) is a house we lived in the late 70's. A beautiful place with conservatory to the side, an old, low-ceiling kitchen, wonderful marble bathroom with what had to be one of the original shower heads ever manufactured. The front lawn completely covered in daffodils every spring. The largest Rhodies up the front drive that I have ever seen. It was magical. And it was magical to take that journey with mom.
Claverhouse (Dundee, Scotland) is a house we lived in the late 70's. A beautiful place with conservatory to the side, an old, low-ceiling kitchen, wonderful marble bathroom with what had to be one of the original shower heads ever manufactured. The front lawn completely covered in daffodils every spring. The largest Rhodies up the front drive that I have ever seen. It was magical. And it was magical to take that journey with mom.
Sarah Wagner
Sarah Wagner's Nuclear family. ghostly figures of deer. And Invisible Healing World: Theobroma Cacao Machine Leaf, really lovely.


Stop For The Motion
So in love with stopmotion video (kristoferstrom)
More amazing fun stuff at Minilogue
More amazing fun stuff at Minilogue
Something ^ H O M E ^ Something
I love a blog with "something" in the title. A wonderful blog about blogs is really something ... Something ^ H O M E ^ Something.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Lighting Up
Perseids Meteor Shower tonight. It is cloudy right now, but I told the kids to look UP when M drove Bri home. Maybe they can see some even if I can't right now. If I get out of bed when the alarm goes off, maybe I can catch one or two. It has been a long day full of coding, something I am not comfortable with. A Hack. That is what I am. But I was a hack back in the 80's when bored at work for Rio Airways and hacked into the Braniff system to talk to other ticket agents all over the United States. I spent hours figuring out how to do it. I wish someone had given me the hint to go into computer science back then ... or understood what I was doing could be profitable in the future ... maybe I wouldn't be so confused about what I should be now. Hired illustrator/designer asked to code pages. Sometimes exciting, sometimes exhausting. Looking into full-time classes at local community college.
But enough of that. Erin lit up my day today before the sun came up with this post about celebrating life. There are many moments when I walk outside to get away from the computer and hear a bird song, stopped dead in my tracks and smile because it is a song I haven't heard before. Or find a little seed that is fascinating in its' shape and color. I was trimming the tree a couple of day ago and a sudden gust of cool wind blew over my face. I stopped and just watched the leaves sway and thought, how wonderful that is. To hear the wind, feel the wind. A song, really.
Watch my puppy (the baby) discover wind (she tucks her tail like something is after her "back there") as she keeps looking at her back to see what is trying to catch her, or when she found out about rain for the first time and kept looking up to see what was hitting her head (her ears not perked, but fallen down sideways). To watch her chase little flying insects, a new playmate? Or watch me dig in the dirt and decide that looks like fun and tries to help. Watches every movement of our lips, head twisted sideways, trying to understand what we are saying to her. Watching her discover the world, is a celebration.
My son comes home very late from painting at the free wall in Seattle. And has to tell me every detail of his night, his experience, his joy, his excitement and his photos. THAT is a celebration. (Although, at the moment, I am thinking, I have to be up in 2 hours.) Watching him, listening to him ... he is truly my life's celebration.
So, all is not loss when you think of the little things to celebrate. Although, I have been suffering for months of agonizing depression, there are so many thrilling moments to keep the magic alive within me.
And don't forget my amazing friend, Faith's new post about "blue". God, I wish I could write like that! :) Ok, I must go to bed. I have 5.5 hours of sleep now.
But enough of that. Erin lit up my day today before the sun came up with this post about celebrating life. There are many moments when I walk outside to get away from the computer and hear a bird song, stopped dead in my tracks and smile because it is a song I haven't heard before. Or find a little seed that is fascinating in its' shape and color. I was trimming the tree a couple of day ago and a sudden gust of cool wind blew over my face. I stopped and just watched the leaves sway and thought, how wonderful that is. To hear the wind, feel the wind. A song, really.
Watch my puppy (the baby) discover wind (she tucks her tail like something is after her "back there") as she keeps looking at her back to see what is trying to catch her, or when she found out about rain for the first time and kept looking up to see what was hitting her head (her ears not perked, but fallen down sideways). To watch her chase little flying insects, a new playmate? Or watch me dig in the dirt and decide that looks like fun and tries to help. Watches every movement of our lips, head twisted sideways, trying to understand what we are saying to her. Watching her discover the world, is a celebration.
My son comes home very late from painting at the free wall in Seattle. And has to tell me every detail of his night, his experience, his joy, his excitement and his photos. THAT is a celebration. (Although, at the moment, I am thinking, I have to be up in 2 hours.) Watching him, listening to him ... he is truly my life's celebration.
So, all is not loss when you think of the little things to celebrate. Although, I have been suffering for months of agonizing depression, there are so many thrilling moments to keep the magic alive within me.
And don't forget my amazing friend, Faith's new post about "blue". God, I wish I could write like that! :) Ok, I must go to bed. I have 5.5 hours of sleep now.
Early Running Late
There is a much needed gentle rain coming down. It is very early and I am still running late. I am drinking my cup of coffee and deleting spam emails. I wish I could sit here all day, play on my computer and blog. But I must go to work. Have a good day today.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Different Type
büro destruct typedifferent.com.
fenotype typefaces.
{ths} glue books.
fenotype typefaces.
{ths} glue books.
Stephen Eichhorn
Stephen Eichhorn's hand cut collage on paper. And his blog.




Showered With Sketches
I went with Tara to Teesha's for Dawn's wedding shower. Instead of shower games we had sketching games -- drawing without looking, with our non-dominant hand and exquisite corpse, where you divide paper into thirds, someone draws the top, another the middle and a bottom. I have to say the results were wonderful. Below, sketching a face without taking pen from paper or looking.
Sunday, August 09, 2009
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